Lazy words

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times.
Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home.
Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

The Princess of Northern Land

"I'll make it for you now," Guo Huiniang said, wiping her tears.


"Eat noodles, plain ones, the little monks are all present too," Lin Ziyin instructed.


Guo Huiniang agreed and rushed into the kitchen.


Changting, on the other hand, vanished in the blink of an eye.


However, shortly after, there were panicky footsteps outside in the courtyard.


"What has happened? I heard that you were beaten?" The first one to step inside was Lin Changshu, who looked extremely flustered.


"Is the injury severe?" Wu Dayou, who was rather impulsive, ran so fast that he almost knocked Lin Changshu over.


"It was our fault," said Lou Zheng, looking a bit embarrassed.


"Dad, what's going on?" Wu Dazhuang and the others had come to gauge the situation after hearing the news.


Lin Ziyin explained dismissively, "There were too many people, and I offended someone important. Thanks to the abbot at the temple, I only got a few slaps."


Chapter 118: If You Can't Retreat, Advance(2)_1